almost last chance to see (yes, more digital prints)

The hour of departure continues to steadily approach. I’ve only one full day left here in Vancouver, but have I packed yet? Of course not. No, I spent my evening taking lovely pictures. You should buy some. Seriously. They’re awesome.

To re-cap: In an effort to fundraise for a short trip to Alberta the first week of December, I’ve begun selling digital prints on commission for ten dollars each. So, in return for ten dollars, I take a photo and send it as a file large enough to be printed. My pay pal address is bloodkrystal at the hot mail dotty com.

Examples:

complicated faith (uncropped)
This one, a collaboration with Frank Roberts, went to
Stanislav Shalunov, SF programmer and a Director of
Engineering at BitTorrent.
comatose (one of two)
This went to Kris Millering, Seattle techie and intimidatingly
prolific writer of serial fiction.

many happy returns

unified simulation

This one, a collaboration with Frank Roberts, went as a birthday present to Michel Lacombe,
a Montreal based illustrator, comic-book artist, writer, and all around fabulous friend.

Happy birthday Michel!
Much love from Vancouver.

He’s just put up four new pages to Jesus Monkey Pants in Space. To start at the beginning, click here.

I’m ready for your love

Canadian chocolate, it’ll break your knees. Wait, what?

The closer I get to stepping on a plane, the more of New Wave I’m apparently listening to for an ultimate dose of positive reinforcement. Excitement has been building up in my body, buzzing in my chest and cooling my stomach at random moments of smiling memory. It’s so natural, I’m not even worried. Well, not about Mike, at any rate. No – even better. My primitive and peculiar social structures extend over the mountains. I realized today that not only is Calgary home to the man who was my very first boyfriend, but also my ex-boyfriend who’s since been declared a relative.* And, just for fun, they’re friends.

Oh, my convoluted family, how I love you all. I’m hoping to get to Silva and Amber’s wedding photos soon. They have been languishing, (yes languishing – a person with the right flavour ears can hear them crying), on my hard-drive, just waiting for me to have the time to process them and pick out the good ones. I’m thinking they’ll have to wait until I get back from Calgary, however, as people have continued kindly sending me requests for photos, (I’m at $130, can you believe it?), and those, being monetary, have priority. That I’ve managed to survive the past year without a Real Job is nothing short of extraordinary.

New York manhole covers, forged barefoot in India.

*the term boyfriend as used here is inaccurate, but close enough for rock and roll. Also, I am hilarious.

result so far: $110 and a house full of glitter

I’m still fund-raising, so I’m willing to take pictures all the way up until Friday night. (We leave Saturday morning).

To re-cap: In an effort to fundraise for a short trip to Alberta the first week of December, I’ve begun selling digital prints on commission for ten dollars each. So, in return for ten dollars, I take a photo and send it as a file large enough to be printed. My pay pal address is bloodkrystal at the hot mail dotty com.

Examples:

reluctant persuasion
This went to Angela Hunt, Los Angeles writer, photographer, painter
and founder of Hunt Press.
hoist up the john b sail
This one is for Frank Roberts, a Vancouver hobby photographer and
video game IT manager.

I’ll see you where it’s bold

That 1 Guy‘s remaining 2007 tour dates:

December 1, 2007 – Fort Worth, TX- 6th Street Live
December 6, 2007 – Calgary, AB- The Liberty Lounge
December 7, 2007 – Edmonton, AB- Starlite Room

December 8, 2007 – Winnipeg, MB – West End Cultural Centre

Five things you might do with “all that ass”
1. open a modest home ass business
2. serve hot meals of ass to the less fortunate
3. hold a weekend “Ass Sale” on your lawn
4. make colorful ass gift bags for the holidays
5. give sympathetic testimony for recovering hump drunks

our magic and the truth of tricks, oh man


Tanith
Originally uploaded by Foxtongue.

I don’t mind you hanging out and talking in your sleep

Mike called from the road today, we talked until the battery in his phone gave out. Every time it’s almost a physical shock how glad I am to hear him. I suspect it’s the same for him, we’ve never spoken for less than three hours. He’s going to drive as quickly from Texas to California as he can, the better to catch time with me in Calgary. There’s a chance he’ll be able to spend a week here after his Winnipeg gig before the next leg of his tour tears him away to Australia for the holidays. I certainly hope so. It’s all very cut and run, very edge of the clock, our planning. I don’t think we know what we’re doing. It means there’s good odds I’m coming back to Vancouver as suddenly single, but I’m kind of alright with that. It’s within my understanding, which counts for a lot, and we’ve certainly made friends-for-life. Love when you’ve got it, miss it when it’s gone, but keep going, right?

Which reminds me, I’m going to need someone to take care of my cats while I’m away. Nick and I are flying out the morning of December 1st, and though he flies back on the 7th, I’ll be driving down to Edmonton with Mike and won’t be back until the 8th.

I guess you’re just what I needed.

a quick, useless note before bed: we’re all related because we say so

I have decided my family tree isn’t even a bush. It’s a tesseract. My day began crawling out of bed at Alastair’s, (who briefly dated Kelly, one of Antony’s co-workers), stealing a pair of his pants, coming home, slipping on the corset Antony gave me over one of his left-behind shirts, then taking part in my godmother Silva and her partner Amber‘s coyote-blessed Jewish/Hopi wedding. (Where I found out that her nephew used to be my friend Elliot’s wife’s roommate for many years). After the wedding was concluded and the reception wrapped up, I was dropped off by my not-actually-aunt Terry, (one of Silva’s best friends), at Eaon‘s birthday party, (who was best friends with Silva’s ex-partner’s daughter), who then introduced me (to simplify things) as his sister-in-law on the basis that he’s slept with my not-actually-sister, the ex-step-daughter, and I’ve slept with his not-actually-brother, Antony, so therefore

I am beginning to believe I have reached a social event horizon.

To tie it all together in a nice neat loop, last time Antony was in town, I brought him to Silva’s for nummy birthday cake. (And with that, the use of the word nummy, (is that even in the dictionary?), I am giving up and going to bed. Night all. Congratulate Silva here and Amber here)

I’m at $90 when I need to be closer to $250

The ticket’s been booked. I’m going, getting on a plane December 1st.

I’m still fund-raising though, so please feel free to take advantage of the ten dollar offer while it still stands.

To re-cap: In an effort to fundraise for a short trip to Alberta the first week of December, I’ve begun selling digital prints on commission for ten dollars each. So, in return for ten dollars, I take a photo and send it as a file large enough to be printed. My pay pal address is bloodkrystal at the hot mail dotty com.

Examples:

St. James infirmary
This one went to author John Robinson, director of needcoffee.com,
the 2006 Bloggies Winner of Best-Kept-Secret Weblog.
don't even sing about it
This one went to Stephen Smith, Canadian software tech,
writer and co-founder of 365 Tomorrows.